cruel summer lyrics taylor swift

It's a cruel summer. It's cool, that's what I tell 'em. No rules in breakable heaven. But ooh, whoa oh. It's a cruel summer. With you. Hang your head low in the glow of the vending machine. I'm not dying (Oh yeah, you're right, I want it) We say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times. i miss my cocoa butter kisses lyrics